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Good morning |
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Don't cop out |
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You crawled from the cancer to land on your feet |
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Are you crazy to want this |
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Even for a while? |
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We're making this shit up |
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The reasons for being are easy to pay |
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You can't remember the others |
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They just kind of went away |
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So you're driving, it's rush hour |
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The cars on the freeway are moving like slugs |
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When you drift off to wake up |
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Do you always hit the brakes? |
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We're done lying for a living |
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The strange days have come and you're gone |
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Either dead or dying |
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Either dad or trying to go |
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It's evening, you're tired |
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You sleep walk, a robot out on the street |
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Are you crazy to want this, even for a while? you're driving, it's rush hour |
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The cars on the freeway are moving backwards |
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Into a wall of fire |
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We're done lying for a living |
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The strange days have come and you're gone |
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Either dead or dying |
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Either dead or trying to go |
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Good morning |
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Don't cop out |
